Daiyu has the ability to read minds [Red Chamber]

Wang Jing's poem?

Daiyu read it carefully again, just shook her head with a smile, and collected the flower poems.

"What? Sister Lin doesn't like it?" Tanchun was a little puzzled.

"I heard Wang Jing write a poem before, and her artistic conception is far from that." Daiyu tapped her fingertips on the collection of flower poems, and smiled with her lips pursed.

Daiyu was taught by her parents since she was a child, and has a keen inspiration and intuition in poetry.

She can be sure directly that this is not a poem written by Wang Jingneng.

"Someone caught the pen?" Tanchun frowned.

She knew Daiyu's talent in poetry, so she believed Daiyu's words without hesitation.

"That can't let her get the first place. At the Huachao Festival, the eldest princess will host a banquet. The leader of the Huashi anthology can show off a lot."

Tanchun thinks he has accepted Daiyu's love, and even Aunt Zhao is no longer suppressed.So now I am wholeheartedly planning for Daiyu.

She walked around the desk twice, muttering to herself as she walked, "Sister Lin, you haven't gone out to a banquet since you went to Beijing. And Princess Chang's Huachao banquet is the best first scene in Beijing."

"At the beginning, Concubine Jin was amazed to enter the palace with this collection of flower poems, and she was unparalleled for a moment."

The more Tanchun thought about it, the more he felt that this was a good idea, and he nodded in admiration.

Daiyu just sat on her seat, watching Tanchun amusedly circle around her, diverting the topic.

She would also like to be included in the poetry anthology.

Father will go to Beijing in the end, and Jia's mansion is on the verge of collapse, so he should have multiple options.

Just what poetry to write?

After Tanchun left, Daiyu also got up and walked around a little, and finally went around to the wind chime tree outside the attic.

The parrot is flapping its wings diligently, stuffing the kits full of melon seeds into the tree hole one by one.

When it saw Daiyu coming, it rushed towards her with a "quack".Then it lightly bumped into Daiyu's palm, and she turned to die and rested without moving.

Put away the melon seeds, but they are exhausted.

"Obviously there is a place, but you just want to put it here by yourself."

Daiyu was amused and distressed at the same time. She held her hands higher and rubbed the parrot's feathers.

Seeing its red feathers and green fur, Daiyu's thoughts leaped for a moment.

In history, there are beauties Hongfu, Lvzhu, and three other beauties.It can be connected to a poem.

Inspiration comes quickly and smoothly. For Daiyu, sometimes writing poetry is just watching for a moment.

After Daiyu carefully put the parrot back into its nest, she returned to the desk and wrote without thinking.

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Before the Eldest Princess' Huachao Banquet, there was a small gathering to finally decide who would participate in the banquet.

Those who were able to participate in the collection of flower words before were all invited by the small gathering.

At this moment, Wang Jing was being surrounded, and the group walked westward.She just scanned casually, and then looked at the ranking list of poetry collections in front of her.

"Sister Wang must have won the first place in the Huachao Banquet this time, so why do I need to compete again?" Someone flattered with a smile.

"I also only have a little bit of inspiration, and I often can't make up the whole song. Don't praise me."

Wang Jing lifted the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a reserved smile, and only silently thanked Baoyu in his heart.

If Baoyu hadn't passed on their poems in his previous life, how could he have succeeded?

At the beginning, she learned that a poor and settled daughter of the Lin family married the King of Beijing, but she was angry for a while, and deliberately collected her life.

Now it is easy to use.

"Sister Wang is so self-effacing, so I don't dare to speak. The poems are really spiritual." The man chased after boasting, wanting to make some friends before Wang Jing stepped into the sky.

The smile on Wang Jing's face deepened, and he slowly shook the fan in his hand, feeling somewhat complacent for a while.

She has already figured it out, even if Daiyu is reborn, she is not afraid.Do you have evidence that you are plagiarizing?

But she knew that King Jing's mother and concubine became a blockbuster at the Huachao Banquet.

As long as he seized the opportunity and won the first place in the Huachao Festival and won the appreciation of the eldest princess, would he be one step closer to marrying the King of Beijing?

"Look at the leaderboard! The number one has been circled a lot." Youqianjin pointed to the leaderboard in front of her and exclaimed, and then said naturally: "Sister Wang is too powerful."

Before, Wang Jing was number one, but now she also thought that Wang Jing was still number one.

The ranking of the leaderboard is selected by a special person. The more circled, the greater the degree of recognition.

But looking from a distance now, the first article on the ranking list is actually covered in red circles densely.

Wang Jing raised his fan to cover his face slightly, feeling happy and jealous at the same time.

After all, these are Lin Daiyu's words, and she just plagiarized them, even if she only remembered a little bit, she was able to get the first place.

Then how talented should she be?

But so what?The benefits are ultimately enjoyed by themselves.

A sneer appeared on Wang Jing's face, and he followed everyone to the table.And the closer to the leaderboard, the more wrong Wang Jing felt.

I only remember half of my poems.But the number one on the ranking list looks like a long poem - isn't he the number one? !

Subconsciously, Wang Jing quickened his pace, and when he reached the top of the list, he realized that he had fallen to second place.

The first one is Wu Meiyin, and the writing is so familiar that it hurts.

"Lin House, Lin Daiyu?"

Someone whispered the number one name on the ranking list, and those who praised Wang Jing before were silent for a moment.

It was Wang Jing who dominated the list before, but now it was replaced by someone who appeared suddenly, which caught them off guard.

Wang Jing's hand holding the fan stiffened for a moment, and she felt dizzy for a while, and her palms were slightly sweaty.

Lin Daiyu came to the Huachao Banquet?There was obviously no her in the previous life!

No matter how much psychological construction he had done, Wang Jing still felt a little guilty when he saw this plagiarized master.

Perhaps her stiff face was seen by the people around, and someone whispered: "It just popped up suddenly. Maybe it's nothing to worry about when the meteor is blazing."

As the man said, he clicked on the leaderboard again, trying to find something wrong.

But looking at the delicate and elegant handwriting on it, and the lyrics are even more moving, I stopped talking for a while, just slowly admiring it.

She read it a few times silently, and couldn't help but praise: "Merry and handsome, you deserve to be number one!"

Wang Jing seemed to be awakened by these words, she suddenly turned her head and stared at that person, and no longer lingered in front of the leaderboard, but looked directly at the table.

The tables of Huachao Xiaoju are independent one by one, and they are not arranged according to status, but according to the order of the ranking list.

Wang Jingjiang sat on the second seat a little stiffly, feeling jealous and guilty at the same time.

Originally, she used Daiyu's poems to think that she was sure of winning.

Unexpectedly, Daiyu also came to participate, and directly took away her first place!

She should have had number one.

"Why is Sister Wang like this, a person who doesn't show up. Maybe she looks so innocent, so she dare not come out."

Those who couldn't get to the front before took the opportunity to step in faster, taking the opportunity to appease the horse and comfort them.

Hearing this, Wang Jing was even more heartbroken, and she almost didn't come up in one breath.

If others don't know, will you still not know?Lin Daiyu looks like a fairy, if she comes out, this group of people might turn against her.

Wang Jing closed his eyes and took a deep breath, ignoring the people next to him.

The man didn't get a response, he could only smile stiffly with a bright face, and a trace of resentment flashed in his heart.

-2-

Daiyu also came in with Tanchun at this time.

The poems on the ranking list are naturally outstanding, but Daiyu looked at the second poem by Wang Jing, and the more she read it, the more familiar she looked.

It's like engraving it in my own memory.

When Daiyu walked around the wicker curtain and entered the banquet, the already quiet banquet became even more silent for a moment, and everyone's eyes converged.

Praise the bright stars in the sky, nothing compares to her bright eyes looking forward to Gu Shenghui.

Tan Jiao's beautiful flowers are in full bloom, no one can match her beauty.

Wang Jing only felt that fate was reincarnated, the same as when he was in Ningguo Mansion last time.When Lin Daiyu appeared, she directly took away all the attention.

Slowly covering half of his face with a fan, Wang Jing lowered his eyes and pinched his nails into the palm of his hand.

She was very puzzled: this world already has her reborn, why is there still a Lin Daiyu?

Daiyu was used to this scene, she swept past the heads of the crowd, and walked forward slowly amidst the bright red heart.

Whose daughter is this?

With such a face, why was she so unknown before!

I don't know where she is?How about poetry?

Daiyu went all the way up, appreciating the various heart words bouncing in mid-air.

Everyone's eyes followed her up.Passing the top twenty, stepping out of the top ten, and stepping into the top five.

Finally, go all the way straight to the front.

the first!

For a while, there was a faint sound.

When Daiyu sat down in the first seat and raised her eyes slightly to scan the crowd, the heartbeats of all the people present beat faster.

In Daiyu's eyes, this is a piece of brilliant splendor.

A big golden bell rang in front of the banquet, and the sound of "dong dong dong" was not heavy, but rather crisp.

The nanny in palace attire announced in a respectful voice: "Today is Huachao Xiaoxi, everyone is invited. Make friends with poetry, each of you can do whatever you want."

Daiyu toasted with the crowd, and when she turned her head to look at Wang Jing, she saw small black characters appearing on her head:

don't ask me don't ask me

This made Daiyu even more sure that Wang Jing's poems were either plagiarized or someone grabbed the pen.

Then why don't you ask yourself?Since we make friends through poetry, it is even more appropriate to cut each other's throats.

Daiyu smiled slightly, and raised her jade cup to Wang Jing, "Miss Wang is so talented, and that song about the white begonia is very touching."

The sake in the cup swayed a little, shining a little under the light.

Wang Jing had a guilty conscience, so he could withstand Daiyu's questioning!

Subconsciously, she curled up her palms and tightened her grip on the fan, thinking that Daiyu was asking her to blame her.

"It's just a feeling for a while." She tilted her head, restrained her beating heart, and didn't meet Daiyu's eyes.

"I love the implication in that poem the most. It is noble and elegant, but also has the feeling of high and low, and short-lived."

As Daiyu spoke, she sighed a little.This poem is really good.I don't know who is holding the pen behind, and I feel lonely in my heart.

She didn't see a trace of loneliness in Wang Jing.

Wang Jing's forehead was a little sweaty.She just gritted her teeth and repeated that it was inspiration, even her voice was stiff.

They are in the first and second positions, and their every move attracts attention.

Wang Jing felt in a daze that the lowly people were whispering, as if they were questioning themselves, and even their eyes were wrong.

But looking closely at the past, the following is as usual.

She froze in her position, with sweat running down her forehead and dripping onto the trembling jade fan.

Seeing this, Daiyu just smiled, raised her wrist slightly, and drank the wine in the jade cup.

Although I am sure, there is no evidence.

If possible, Daiyu would like to get acquainted with the person who caught the pen behind Wang Jing.

Daiyu drinks by herself for a while, her sleeves are like flying butterfly wings.She didn't move much, and she could attract everyone's attention.

When the maid in palace costume reappeared, people handed out pens and paper, and made another proposition.

"Just take any thing in the pavilion and write a poem."

Suddenly everyone thought about it.As long as you can enter the eldest princess' banquet, that is a great blessing.

As the poetry meeting began, everyone stopped watching.Wang Jing relaxed slightly, only then realized that his back was getting wet.

She took a deep breath and threw down the jade fan, grabbed the pen, and turned her eyes quickly in the pavilion.

The peach blossoms on the branches are pretty, and there are fallen leaves on the ground.After Wang Jing glanced at it, he immediately looked away.

Peach Blossom Walk and Funeral Flower Ci are his last trump cards against King Beijing, and they cannot be exposed at this time.

Fortunately, this is a small gathering of flowers, and the most indispensable thing is all kinds of flowers.

When Wang Jing saw the chrysanthemum, he immediately thought of Lin Daiyu's Chanting Chrysanthemum, and immediately wrote it down.

As long as I hand in earlier than Daiyu, I am famously faster than Daiyu.Even if Daiyu writes the same content later, it means she plagiarized herself!

Wang Jing only felt that his hands were trembling slightly, and even the handwriting was a little unclear.

In order to be the first, she was the first to indicate acceptance.

When he met the eyes of the nanny in the palace costume, Wang Jing's heart beat like a drum, and even his legs felt a little weak.

Daiyu didn't pay attention to Wang Jing's intense mental activity, and she also swept across the audience slightly at this time.

There are the most flowers on the field.Even if they were not in the same season, they were ordered to be opened by the court.

Daiyu was in the right mood at this time.The family matters were also settled, and Mrs. Wang and Xue's family were not in sight.

She loves the delicate and bright chrysanthemums, so she started to write for a while.

Under different moods, the feeling of poetry is naturally different.

After the scrolls of poems of the daughters were installed one by one, everyone finally sat down for a while before dispersing.

And the name Lin Daiyu has been circulated privately in the Qianjin circle.

At the eldest princess's mansion, the screening for the Huachao Banquet is in progress.

"Look, these are all new poems of this year's flowers."

The eldest princess pointed at the poems that had been transcribed again, and smiled slightly at Shui Rong: "Aren't you studying poetry recently? You can pick one and learn together."

The eldest princess teased him with a joke.She is best friends with Shui Rong's mother, Concubine Jin, so she cares more about Shui Rong.

Seeing the indifference on Shui Rong's handsome face, the eldest princess forcibly put the collection of poems in his palm, and only retreated and said, "It's all with their names covered. You can just look around and circle the ones you like."

Shui Rong also knew that Princess Zhang had good intentions, so he rubbed his forehead and flipped through the poems on it.

For Shui Rong, poetry is the assembly of words.He would rather kill the enemy on the battlefield than assemble words.

He casually flipped through it twice, and when he wanted to return it to the eldest princess, he was suddenly attracted by a poem on it.

"The paper is full of self-pity and old grievances. Who can explain Qiu Xin in a few words? After Tao Ling commented on the poems, it has been talked about through the ages." *

This is Daiyu's Chrysanthemum.Could it be that Yu'er also came to the Huachao Banquet?

Water Soluble's first reaction was to use public favoritism and make this poem the number one.

But looking at it, he was a little puzzled.Although he doesn't understand poetry, he understands Daiyu.

This is to express sorrow and resentment through poetry.And Yu'er is going well now, how could she make the tone of her previous life?

His fingertips slid across it, and when he looked carefully, he felt a little unbelievable: There is even a typo?

The author has something to say: Beijing Jing Wang: I didn’t expect Yu’er to write typos

Daiyu:? ? ?

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*: Daiyu's poems.The typo is Wang Jing's memory.